Conjuration

Here's a New Year's Resolution - I'm not going to come down with something flu-like again. At least not in the foreseeable future.

I've had the tickle at the back of the throat going on all day and have been alternately too hot and too cold. I'm dosing myself with paracetamol/decongestant and will kill off this SOB with a positive mental attitude. I'm just not having it. I felt ill enough in the week before Christmas to last me a couple of months, thank you very much.

This is my last week in my current job. My schedule was perfect, in that I was meant to be working Sunday to Thursday and then have a long weekend before starting my new role. This has now been changed to Sunday to wednesday, then Saturday, before starting the new job on Monday the 10th. I'm not best impressed by this but I guess I'll have to roll with the punches. I'll see what I can do about it tomorrow.

"Tomorrow". There's a word to conjure with. While all seems to have been doom and gloom in 2010, I seemed to get on fairly well. Aside from having a cold, 2011 seems to be starting quite well too. Despite all the woe forecast for the next 12 months things look fairly rosy on my horizon. Obviously no-one can predict what's around the corner with any accuracy but I seem to have every reason for optimism, which seems to be becoming my default setting, more and more. My promotion has come at a good time, I'm looking to move somewhere a little more comfortable at some point over the summer, and the fact that I'm paying sizeable chunks of money into a pension scheme every month leads me to believe that I may be comfortable, at least, in the more distant future. I have plans, hopes and dreams. At the moment, I have no reason to assume that any of them are beyond me. Yay!